Exclusive Sweet Marriage

Chapter 2079

"If you can't use it, trust dad and let someone in."

Small Ai Ai pressed unlock key, but small body blocked in the door, an Zhong just want to hold people up, small Ai Ai Ai but dodged, ferocious face way: "say, what are you doing?"

"We have something to do with your mother Xia."

"You want to bully my mother again, don't you?" Don't think she's too young to remember. She's got a grudge.

"No, really not, I assure you, absolutely not."

"Then you can go in." Little AI en approved an Zhongzheng.

An Zhongzheng went in, and she blocked the door again.

"Ai Ai, don't be rude." Pei Yicheng reminded.

"It's my home. It's up to me." Little Ai Ai's proud way.

"What are you two here for?"

Mrs. an didn't know how to answer it. An Changhe went straight to the point, "we're here to recognize our daughter."

"Who? Who is your daughter

"You, mother Xia."

"Are you kidding? You must not recognize your daughter. How can my mother Xia be your daughter? " Xiao AI frowned and looked like a little adult.

An Changhe no longer dare to look down upon this child, is really very precocious, "we did not admit wrong, we are really your mother Xia Xia's father and mother."

Ai Ai raised her finger to Mrs. an, "but she hit my mother Xia before."

Mrs. an's tears were all said by Xiao AI, and she said weakly, "grandma didn't mean to do it before."

"How can my mother beat my child? My mother Xia is not my own mother, but she never beat me."

By implication, Mrs. Ann's mother is worse than Charlotte's stepmother.

"Ai Ai, grandma was blinded by villains before, so she hurt your mother by mistake. Grandma knows she's wrong."

Pei Yicheng couldn't see it any more. He picked up little Ai Ai's body. Little Ai Ai struggled, "smelly dad, you put me down. I haven't finished asking."

"Adults are in charge of their own affairs. Don't let children interfere."

"I said to protect my mother Xia Xia. I'm a big girl."

"Uncle and aunt are laughing. Come in."

Pei Yicheng opens the door, and little Ai Ai stares at Mrs. an all the time, as if afraid of her.

Mrs. an and Mr. an are anxiously looking for Charlotte. Pei Yicheng explains, "Charlotte is making lunch."

An Zhong is not polite way: "that looks like we have a good mouth."

Mrs. Ann rubbed her hands. "Let me help."

"Sit down, auntie. I'll give Lolo a hand."

"That's it. Sit down." Ai Ai learns to talk.

In fact, Charlotte has been listening to the outside news, knowing that the family has come, and also guessed that the identification must come out.

Compared with a few days ago, she is calm now.

She calmly stir fried vegetables.

AI rushed in and hugged her thigh. "Mom, those two people outside said they were your mom and dad. Is that true?"

"Is Ai Ai's hope true?"

"Everyone has their parents. Ai Ai has never met you. I don't know."

Charlotte touched Ai Ai's head. "They are. They will be your grandparents. Don't shut people out."

"Grandparents?"

"Mom's parents are called grandparents."

"What if they hit you? If they hit people, I don't like them, and I won't call them, OK? "

Charlotte was amused by little AI's childish words, "they won't hit me."

"That's not necessarily. Beating people is a bad hobby. If you have the first time, there will be a second time."

"No, trust mom."

"Oh, well, I believe in mom."

"Go out and play. Mom's food will be ready soon."

In the living room.

Mrs. an is on pins and needles. She lowers her voice to Anchang River: "Lao an, we've been here twice. Why is Xia Xia busy in the kitchen every time? Yicheng can't afford to hire a nanny. Girls go to the kitchen all day. It hurts their skin, and they will become yellow faced women."

"So I said take the people back, we don't need her to do anything."

"You seem to be right." Mrs. ANN, like the grass on the wall, wavered again.

"Uncle and aunt, please stop. In this case, stop talking about the fun of the couple. What are you doing? Isn't Yicheng helping all the time?"

It's not really just Charlotte.

"We love it."

"There are thousands of ways to feel sorry, but the first thing is to respect children's ideas."

"Uncle, aunt, ah Zheng, we are ready to eat. Let's go to the table." Pei Yicheng comes out with vegetables and greets everyone.

Little Ai Ai, like a hostess, stood beside the wine cabinet and asked“ Baijiu, red wine, juice, what do you want to drink? "

"Baby, just sit down and grandma will come." Mrs. an has always liked little AI, not to mention that little AI now recognizes Charlotte as a mother, which is her granddaughter.

"My mother said I should call you grandma."

Mrs. Ann's eyes lit up in an instant, and she asked in a trembling voice, "is that really what your mother said?"

That child, is really a big heart, she so to her, she even taught Ai Ai to call her like this.

This is totally regardless of what she did.

Good, good.

Ai Ai pouts, "yes." Otherwise, she really doesn't want to cry at all.

"Ai Ai, listen to grandma." Mrs. an put her arms around little Ai Ai and said, "I'm going further.".

In fact, little Ai Ai didn't hate Mrs. an because she had a bad impression on her. Now she said, "do you really want to call me?"

"Children should listen to their mothers."

"Just call, grandma."

"Well Mrs. an's eyes were full of tears. She held little Ai Ai's soft body tightly, and her heart was full of satisfaction.

"I've called for the red envelope."

Little AI stretched out her hand to Mrs. an. Mrs. an's face was muddled and patted her forehead. "Grandma is so muddled that she forgot to take it with her."

Mr. an has the same idea. They are preparing all the time, but they ignore the fact that there is a child in the family who needs to give a red envelope at this time.

"Come on, uncle, uncle will send you a wechat red envelope."

Mr. an patted his thigh, "yes, yes, there are wechat red envelopes. Ai Ai, I'm my grandfather, and my grandfather has a big red envelope."

Small AI Xi Xi smile, speechless way: "cut, who rare your red envelope, I never lack of money, OK."

Little girl's words, special local tyrant, special domineering.

Mr. an and Anzhong are laughing, and Mr. an pulls people to his arms, "let's have a look at our local tyrant little beauty."